Everyone recommends a pill.
He tries one, then the next.
Sometimes the ouch goes away
but it always comes back. Again.
One pill creates a whole new ouch,
worse than the one it relieved.
Ouch in the morning, ouch all day long.
Everywhere he goes, everything he does
is ouch. “Ouch,” he says, “I can’t.”
He’s tired of singing
the same old painful song.
His friends are tired of it, too.
“Let’s go,” they say
when they see him coming,
“That guy’s a pain in the ass.”
There’s no pill for that. Sorry.
RDP Wednesday — Recommend